MTL - Nan Chan-Chapter 37 .juvenile

The net Lin wet hair extension, his lips were bitten through the skin, but was not drowned, the whole face was even more faint, and the wolf was not like Lin Songjun. Dong Jun’s words did not make him move because it was expected that Dong Jun would only scare him.

Dongjun was sturdy, and his clothes were wrinkled. When he saw the sound of the sky, he immediately pushed a palm between the arms of the sky and saw the sky receding. He was blindfolded by the net, only one pair of ears recognized the direction. He landed and flew out, not waiting for the drunken mountain to squat, and took a few miles with the net.

"Non-human is not a demon." The cang body is hot, full of aura and eager to turn, and is eager to seek export. He pressed his breath and ran and asked, "What the **** is he!"

The net Lin body slipped on the back of the sky and was picked up by the sky. He sank at the neck of the sky and said in a faint voice: "His original body is one of the blood sea evil spirits."

"Demon?" The sky is in the mountains, and it is impossible to raise the voice. "He is a demon!"

"This phase is the original shape." Net Lin lip tingling through the wind, he let go of his hand and said, "The reason why you will be shocked is here."

Because of this, the father of the day set up Dongjun, the three worlds are still stunned by the waves, if the Vatican is not allowed, I am afraid that this matter remains to be discussed.

The net Lin sounds fall, and the wind is tight after the brain. He supported the shoulders of the sky, and suddenly the pine arms rolled over and fell, and the foot of the sky was stoned, and it was firmly connected to the body shape of Jinglin. The two took a ride and they were forced to the steep side. The drunken mountain fell from the sky, and the magic wand hit the ground. The mountain suddenly collapsed, and the coffin body slanted and slipped, holding the net and sinking.

The drunken mountain wants to chase again, but sees the mountain **** roots on the ground, and the broken parts are tightly blocked.

"You don't care, you have to cover others." Drunk Mountain Staff.

The mountain **** root vines are entangled, the mountains are muddy, and the water flows. If he couldn't understand the drunken mountain, he would bundle the mud that was trapped in the net and the two into a scorpion, and the cane would not be caught, just like eating it.

There was a lock between the drunken mountains and the eyebrows, but he did not take the hand as he said. He whistling back in the same place: "You come out!"

Dong Jun explores the first: "What?"

"Call you to help me get people!" said the drunk mountain, "you have let the two run away."

"When did you ask me to help you, you clearly told me to probe, I did explore it, and I even set up the illusion. You not only do not praise me, but also blame me." Dong Jun is not wronged.

"This fish has already feared your own truth. If you are willing to do it, you can stop and talk. It is a step that he can't get away!" The drunken mountain does not hit a place, hate to beat him.

"When you catch him, will he say it?" Dongjun turned and asked, "Have him, do you think that you and I can solve it?"

The falling wand suddenly pointed to the tip of Dongjun’s nose, and the drunken mountain glared at him: “You said ‘I understand it’, what do you understand!”

Dongjun lifted his palm under the deterrent of the magic wand and said honestly: "I didn't understand anything and fooled him." Seeing the drunken mountains, he said, "I seem to understand this moment."

Drunken Mountain said: "I don't understand it!"

"I understand clearly." Dong Jun said, "Even if he is correct, it is difficult to distinguish between true and false. But no matter who he is, it should not be so weak. You see him repeatedly in danger, relying on that It is strange that the fish are saved. If he is a pure Lin, he will be able to escape into the realm of Dacheng. Since it is a great environment, he will be chased by you and me. I will not reveal the original shape. But he It’s also a matter of being frivolous, not revealing, and deliberately posing. It’s just.”

"Just?"

Dong Jun said: "He called his brother to blame."

"Gossip! How is it right now?" Drunk Mountain looked at the mountain god, "Can't kill, can't you leave him here?"

"You are not clamoring to catch him back? I am trying to see how you catch it." Dong Jun said, "The mountains here are his own body, you have to take them all to chase the soul of the prison." live'."

Even if it is drunk, you can’t do it.

"I read his kindness, but also demon, he will ask for forgiveness for him. But if you indulge in it, you will not reconcile it, and you will be reborn in the future. So, it is better to cross him." Jun said.

"You want to cross him into a god?" Drunken Mountain stunned, "Hugh a joke! You and I have to report for nine days, from the king..."

Dong Jun said freely: "I will tell him back and it will be, and the **** of the division will not be tight."

The drunken mountain seems to be awkward. He endured for a moment and leaned closer to the ears of Dongjun. He said: "If you play first, you will not be happy."

Dong Jun also whispered: "When did you see him happy? Nothing, my brother."

Drunken Mountain sees Dong Jun insist, and will not talk anymore. Only after he was circled for two laps, he forgot to ask how the two people who were swallowed by the mountain **** handled it. When I think about it, I can't find the shadow of Dongjun, and I also lost the trace of Jinglin.

Dong Jun smiled and stunned him, and he took a hand of the sky but always behind him. I don’t know if I was drunk, but his hand showed half of the bones, and it was actually melted and fleshed.

The net Lin helps to ease the gods, and the side of the sky has shrunk into a group, which has become a koi. He swallowed too much in one bite, and was swayed by the tyrannical monarchs, which made it difficult to support the body shape and needed to change back to the original form and slowly melt away. The net Lin fell to the side, heard the sound of the roots and stems without the mud, and noticed that they gradually fell into the roots | stems and mud interlaced, not only deeper and deeper, but also deeper and darker.

The net body is light and heavy, and he is surrounded by the sky, and his arms are like water. The koi slid in it, and then did not move, and Lin Lin was stunned with a wave of water. The root of the mountain **** | The vine drips the water drops, and the net Lin only feels like he has become a fish, trapped in warm water. The more he was soaked, the more he was faint, and the ear was still echoing the words of Dongjun.

"Between the brothers, he is the most unpleasant."

The sky was swayed by the copper bell to the fainting. At the time of the case, the young man who saw the white robe and the silver crown passed the sword. He was playing drums in the stomach, but he still felt that the child was familiar.

Isn't that pure Lin?

The sky rolled over the table and looked around the window and said, "How are you doing this..."

The sun is dazzling, and the sky is clear. Seeing the face of Lin Lin, the head is much shorter than it is now, but to his chest, I guess this time is not someone else, but a memory of Jinglin.

The young Jinglin white robe was standing up, and when he reached the stage, he unloaded the sword and he was so eager to hear his still childish voice.

"Father." The young net Lin Lin single-armed knees, bowed and said, "I am back."

In the upper hall, people came out, and the brothers who saw the same white robe and silver crown separated from each other. The man in the middle of the purple robes steadily stepped down and personally helped the net.

"How is this trip?"

Young Jinglin said: "Yes."

The man then followed: "Can there be an injury?"

The young net Lin Lin said, "No."

The man patted him on the shoulder and praised: "For the father to stay with you for a long time, by your brothers to pick up the dust for you. This time south, the merits are infinite! If you want something, even if you open your mouth with the father."

Silence on both sides, each look is unpredictable.

The sky is strange, even if he does not have a brother, does not understand the beauty of reunion, and knows that the brothers meet, it should not be this atmosphere.

Only the man left and right, the two sons greeted him. One of them was handsome and handsome. He raised his hand and held a clean arm. He smiled at him privately.

"I expect you to be home at this time." He was a little proud, "Yunsheng is still late."

"I don't know if your footsteps are so fast, it's good to come back." Another one was quite beautiful, but it was like a spring breeze. How did the sky disappear? This is the later Cheng Tianjun Yunsheng.

The young net Lin was brought into the room by them, and they came out after seeing the screen. The little girl, the black enamel paint star, waved her hand away.

"Qingyao can't cry." Li Wei said, "Your nine brothers are finally back."

Qing Yao squinted at the ear and said, "Don't listen, don't listen, the four brothers read the scripture!"

Cangwu suddenly felt that his heart was soft. He immediately licked his chest, but immediately understood that this feeling was not his, but the net Lin. They used to enter other people's dreams. However, there has never been a feeling of empathy, and the sky is quite novel, and it has smashed the chest.

This is the sister of the net Linkou.

The sky touched the tip of the nose, and some were unexpected. Although he saw awkwardness on the table, he was also very happy. If so, he would not understand.

Why does Jinglin want to kill the monarch?

The young Yan Lin’s side face is far more immature than today. He is quietly like a soulful sky. From his words, he has become obsessive. He only had questions and answers when his father opened his mouth. He neither laughed at the brothers nor looked at them.

A meal was used more quickly than expected. Yunsheng and Li Wei sent the young net Lin to the place of return, and the three parties stood in the courtyard and said something. Seeing the ginkgo on the top of the net, the vines fell on his hair, and he smiled with his smile. He has changed a bit, and at this time he is much easier than sitting between the seats.

His voice is still old, but it adds some lightness: "There are many demon objects in the south, but they are all demon. If they are refined, their elders will go to the north."

"You will change me in the coming month. You will supervise the school at home. I will go to the north to see it." Li Wei was taller than the two of them, and his arms were faintly visible. He said, "The northern part of the tree leaves the tree and the phoenix. Between the clouds and the sea, you can visit Canglong. I want to join the two together and go to the **** sea. My trip is to explore a style."

"Phoenix is ​​OK, but that Canglong." Yunsheng said warmly, "I heard the arrogance, I am afraid that it is not good to deal with."

"Now the eastern part of the country is falling, and the **** sea is approaching. In any case, you must know it." Li Wei said, "If you can't do it, you will stop."

The young net Lin refers to the change of ginkgo, he said: "If it is not, then I will go."

"What anxious." Li Wei suddenly took a look at Jing Lin's back and looked at him and said, "You haven't spoken yet, you are at home. I have discussed with them this time and will not be embarrassed."

"You should treat them with some smiles," Yunsheng said. "It’s a brother. It shouldn’t be so divided. Even if the bones are broken, the situation is getting worse and the situation needs to be stabilized.”

The young net literary leader did not speak, and the two of them left together. The sky went into the house with the net, and the inside was cold and clear, so it was boring. He turned over and lay on the bed of Jinglin. He stood up and looked at the net shovel and undressed his own clothes.

Ginkgo, which was only pinched by Jinglin, only laughed: "It’s really the same, even the bathing has never changed."

The net Lin cold water is filled with buckets, sitting on the edge of the bed, the sky only closed one eye, watching the young people who are facing away from themselves fade away. The 18-year-old flesh is tempting, and it is also good in addition to raw micro-explosion. The sky saw the white robe slipping down and gradually extended the wound on the back.

The size of the interlaced, the depth of the injury revealed that the sword is not easy to say, say "no", pull the gauze, the new injury on the old wound, like a beautiful pattern on the white satin.

The dry throat was dry, and he couldn't help but turn over. See the net Lin cold water pouring half-length, not even the mirror, wipe it with familiarity. Only the blood rushed down, and broke into the dimple waist in front of the sky. The sky seems to hear the **** intriguing sliding sound, and with the power of killing, gently and subtly slide into the eye that can accommodate your thumb.

Desire|looking.

The sky meditation on these two words, like not recognized, but also already known.

The young Jinglin still wears a crown, and his eyes condense when he suddenly looks back. The sky greeted the gaze, and gradually reached the teeth with the tip of the tongue.

He ridiculed laughter and repeated low.

"This is what you teach. Hope."

The sky seems to have learned something, then he lay back in the couch and laughed alone. He turned over and looked at Jinglin. He only thought that young people seemed to be caged in the light, and they were both at their fingertips and far away. Even if the look and eyes are cold, the net Lin still feels that his heart is soft.